Jeremiah Blackwell, Jr.

Raindrops - Poem by Jeremiah Blackwell, Jr.

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A moist air A falls so near A trickle Some from a tickle As sad as skies get And yet it always stops Yours and mine, RAINDROPS. As they fall We muster strength thru it all We survive the shower Gaining will every hour And as skies clear Fear just disappear And yet it always stops Yours and mine, RAINDROPS. We wonder why The raindrops fell from the sky We ponder how can it be Did anyone see The reason in the first place Raindrops fell from our face And yet it always stops Yours and mine, our RAINDROPS!